Flawda Bop Lyrics

I'm talm bout bankroll stuffed all in my pocket

Calculate how many I can take off w dis rocket

One up in head so I ain't een gotta cock it

I might hit da switch to drip on like the faucet

But we ain't have no water or no fuckin pot to piss in

Hope you learned yo lesson you got shot for allat dissin

And ion know you bout you but we got shit locked up on this end

Stack the baccends and watch quickly you be winnin

We sinnin

We young and we thuggin we give no fuck bout what u think

Cuz we gotta get up get money hopped in that water like a sink

It's trench coat season young niggas walkin round w minks

And No bitch ion fuck w slaves but I put my niggas in links

I told em drop the link cuz I might put luh shordie on

Mafia motion feel like da don Corleone

Never wore a vest cuz if it's my time then I'm gone

Don't play no sad song

Cuz a thug finna go home

And shoutout ta snipa cuz that luh nigga right there crazy

If a nigga never ever play we send some shots at his old lady

He prolly drop a body if a nigga fail to pay me

And mando turnin slim how he ah do a nigga shady

I prayed for this money ian never stunted bitches

And if the block get hot then we make honey butter biscuits

We getting to this money give no fuck bout what da risk is

It is what it is don't ask me why because it just is

Boogie down like BDP but this shit ain't productions

Make the Draco boogie down I'm talm bout that bitch bussin

I'm handing niggas coffins (coughings) I think I need robitussin

Ha nigga wanna fight me ion know who tf he tussling

Cream like it's Russian

Wavey w no brushin

U cap just like mclovin

Doctor like mcstuffin

I'm hotter w no oven

I'm solid w no lovin

I drop em by the dozen

I prolly buy ya cousin